Parallel Hearts
by artemis602
Summary: Shinra's latest experiment involves the creation of two artificial copies of Shizuo and Izaya. After spending time with the clones, will Shizuo and Izaya realize their true feelings for each other? ShizuoxIzaya and TsugaruxPsyche. M for future chapters
1. Chapter 1

****WARNING! THIS IS YAOI, WHICH MEANS BOY X BOY, DON'T LIKE DON'T READ****

**Pairings: ShizuoxIzaya, TsugaruxPsyche**

**Rating: M for future chapters**

**Possible OOC-ness and grammar errors, sorry!**

**Please enjoy the story ^_^**

**Artemis does not own Durarara in any way! She just likes using the characters for her own perverted fantasies~**

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><p>It finally worked! After years and years of hard work and dedication he was finally able to make it work. The small, bespectacled man bounced around happily. "Celty, my love! I told you it would work!" he sang happily through the apartment.<p>

[_Are you serious? That's amazing!_] Even without a head, you could still see the obvious excitement in the dullahan.

Shinra proudly puffed his chest, "I told you, didn't I? Ha, and you didn't believe I could do it!" He then started giggling and running around his apartment, ecstatic at his own success. "Come see them Celty! They're stable now." Shinra opened the door for his love and proceeded to show her to the table where his experiment lay.

[_Wow! They look just like them, but what about their personality?_] The headless women inquired, though her focus never once left the table. She was completely awestruck at the fact that Shinra had managed to pull off such a feat.

"Well, everything went smoothly so they should have the same personality and thoughts." he responded, pushing up his glasses. [_I guess we should invite Shizuo and Izaya over then_] she typed.

"Buuut Celty! They won't appreciate the magnificence of my work!" the brunette whined. [_Well they have every right to know about this! Wasn't that the original plan anyway?_] the dullahan reasoned. She loved Shinra, she honestly did, but he really did act like a child sometimes. With a finally pout, he mumbled "you're right".

[_Good, now I'll invite Shizuo to come to dinner tonight and you'll invite Izaya. Hopefully we will be able to explain everything before they kill each other_]

"Got it" the underground doctor nodded before making his way over to the phone where he would have to make up a good enough lie to get Izaya to come over. Celty went and did the same for Shizuo. Though it was much easier for her, all she had to do was say she was making dinner and the blonde accepted right away.

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><p>At 6:30, there was a knock at their apartment door."Izaya-kun! Please come in" the doctor stepped aside, letting the infamous information broker inside.<p>

"Ne, what's this about, Shinra-kun? You said you wanted to run some extra blood tests. I'm not sick, am I?" Izaya asked his friend/doctor in his usual cheery voice.  
>"Ah, I just wanted to do this as an extra precaution, you know? B-but now that you're here why don't you try some of my wife's delicious cooking!" he nervously pushed Izaya into the kitchen, where Celty had already set the table.<p>

The informant sighed "hm, why not?" and sat down to begin eating. He knew better than to reject Celty's cooking. A few moments afterwards there was another, quite loud, knock coming from the front door. Celty quickly dashed to the door and let the visitor in. Izaya's eyes widened as he recognized the voice in the asfter, he saw the tall blonde man in a bartender suit walk in.

"Shizu-chan?" The blonde twitched as he felt the anger rise inside him at the annoying pet name he was given.

"Izayaa-kuuun" he growled menacingly. "What the hell are you doin' here!" he said while simultaneously looking around for something large and heavy to throw at the pest with the intent to kill or at least seriously maim.

"Now that's not nice, Shi~zu~chan!" he sang, "I was here first," and with that, the brunette had already taken out his signature switch blade and pointed it at the seething blonde.

"Why you little-!" Shizuo was about to pick up the dining table, hoping to throw it at the informant when a panicked Celty jumped in front of him. She expertly typed something on her PDA and showed it to the ex-bartender. [_Please calm down, Shizuo. Shinra and I have something very important to tell you both._]

"I don't know how you expect me to keep calm when that damn flea is here!" he exclaimed. He was getting more furious with each passing second.

"Well, I don't know about you Shizu-chan, but I'm going to be the adult here and listen to what they have say. Wait, can your protozoan mind even handle such a complicated task? ~" teased the information broker, enjoying the reactions he was getting from the blonde. And with that the flea had managed to piss the ex-bartender off, once again. This time Shizuo had made his way to the refrigerator, and started picking it up, mumbling and cursing nonsense. At this point, Shinra and Celty knew they had to intervene or this was not going to work out.

"WILL BOTH OF YOU JUST CUT IT OUT ALREADY!" Both Shizuo and Izaya turned their heads in shock at the smaller male.

"Shizuo, put the refrigerator down and Izaya just be quiet for five minutes!" Shizuo did as he was told and looked down at the ground, a bit embarrassed. Shinra sighed and motioned for him to sit down. Izaya, on the other hand just laughed and began another of his rants.

"You can't-!" before Izaya could say anymore one of Celty's shadows had extended to cover the brunettes mouth. Then, the small doctor's usual goofy smile slipped right back into place. "Now that I have your attention, I can share my latest project with you!"

"I've been working on this for years now, ever since I found my father's research notes. He came up with the starting design and theory but he gave up on it after a few years. The design has evolved several times since then until I found the perfect one!" The excitement in his voice seemed to grow with each sentence along with the huge grin on his face. Izaya found all of this to be horribly unsettling. The doctor went on to explain to details of his project, not that anyone actually understood what he was talking about.

"-to put it simply, it's an artificial human infused with robotic parts!" Shinra stated, pride lacing his every word. He had expected the confused looks he was receiving from the pair. Now that Celty finally let Izaya speak, he said "If that's true, then it really is incredible Shinra, but what exactly does this have to do with me and  
>Shizu-chan?"<p>

The underground doctor stood there awkwardly for a second before confessing "W-Well, you see, we needed someone's DNA to put into the computer and, um, we used yours." Both informant and debt collector stared at Shinra incredulously, completely dumfounded.

"So, you mean they're just like us?" Shizuo asked, still unsure of what to think.

"Pretty much, a couple physical aspects differ, but aside from that, they are basically clones. They are copies of your data, behavior and thought patterns." he explained.

"Shinra you do know this is insane, right? I mean, how is that even possible? And what this means morally is debatable as well. And most importantly, why the HELL would you want another Shizuo and me?" Izaya exclaimed, his shock still dulling his anger.

"How the fuck do they have the same thoughts as us? And when did you get our DNA?" the blonde asked, starting to get angry once again, but this time at Shinra.

"Actually, getting your DNA was quite easy considering how often you two come to me for injuries and checkups. Not to worry, all will be explained soon. Oh and I have a favor to ask of you guys as well!" Shinra continued, "But that's for later, let's do the introductions!" The doctor gleefully skipped out of the room eager to show his creations. Both Shizuo and Izaya were up now and still confused as they hesitantly followed their strange, oh so strange, friend.

The room they entered was painted white, infested with colorful cables leading to countless computers and monitors, as well as other equipment. There were also several scattered papers and charts filled with numerical nonsense only Shinra understood. In the center was a metal table. There was a dark-haired male sitting atop of the table in white attire and a larger, blonde, male stood at his side. Shinra whispered something quickly to them then turned to Shizuo and Izaya, who were still standing at the door way.

"Shizuo, Izaya, I'd like you to meet Tsugaru and Psyche!"

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><p><strong><strong>AN: Hello! This is my first multi-chapter fic and it will be a credit to my one of my favorite pairings, Shizaya! ****This was inspired by a Durarara doujinshi I read called "Daydream Believers", you can find it on youtube if you're interested!********

**** So, what did you guys think of the first chapter? I'm sorry if it didn't make any sense, I tried my best! If you have any questions please tell me. ********BTW I'm actually supposed to be doing my homework right now but instead, I'm uploading this story - I hate math ;-;****

**Depending on the feedback I get I will decide whether or not to _actually_ continue this - I really love a****ny revie****ws you guys can leave me and constructive criticism is always welcomed as well (please be gentle though****!)**

**Thanks for reading! ^_^**

**- Artemis**


	2. Chapter 2

**Parallel Hearts Chapter 2, ENJOY!**

**Possible OOC-ness and grammar errors, sorry!**

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><p>"Shizu-chan!" the small brunette lunged himself at Shizuo wrapping his arms around the taller males neck. He looked exactly liked Izaya, save for two cheerful pink orbs that were staring back at Shizuo. As for his garb, he was wearing a fur-rimmed coat, similar to Izaya's except it was white and buttoned up with hot pink buttons, along with a set of white and pink headphones. Shizuo visibly twitched with anger at this new flea.<p>

"Psyche, maybe you should introduce yourself before you do something like that" said the taller, blonde male, who looked exactly like Shizuo, but with blue eyes and wearing a blue and white robe. He then continued to pull "Psyche" off of the ex-bartender who was still seething with rage. Psyche seemed to be oblivious to this as he now hooked himself on to the other clone's arm.

"Oopsies, sorry then! I'm Psyche!" he said gleefully, with an overly excited smile. "And I am Tsugaru, it is nice to meet you," continued the blonde quietly, with a respectful bow.

Both Shizuo and Izaya stared back at their clones, completely flabbergasted. The initial shock was enough to override their anger, if only for a bit.

"Aww! Tsu-chan is always so nice~" Psyche said as he moved his arms around Tsugaru's neck. He then tip-toed to give him a soft kiss on the lips. Shizuo and Izaya found themselves, once again, staring at their clones in disbelief, their eyes wide and jaws dropped.

"Oi!" the ex-bartender shouted, his anger ignited once again. He stomped toward the pair to try to pry them apart.

"Waaah!" squeaked Psyche as he was forcefully pulled apart from his lover. He began trying to, unsuccessfully, fight Shizuo's grip. Psyche continued whining and trying to throw himself on to Tsugaru, who on the other hand, looked annoyed but just sighed and kept his cool.

"What did you do that for? I was just kissing him! Isn't that what you do when you love someone?"  
>"That's the fucking problem! You and him!"<br>"But, don't you do that with Iza-chan? You know, because you love-"  
>"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?"<br>"Hey! That hurts, let me gooo!"

As Psyche and Shizuo continued to bicker back and forth, Izaya decided to direct his anger at a certain, bespectacled doctor. Said doctor stood behind them, nervously watching the scene unfold.

"Shinra!" hissed the angry informant. He now had a hold of the doctor's collar and proceeded to shoot daggers with his glare."Would you like to explain to me why clones, that are supposed to be like us in every single way, were KISSING? There has to be some defect or something!"

Well, this wasn't going accordingly. Shinra had prayed that this meeting could go as smoothly as possible, he should have known that was just wishful thinking. Though, he knew that in the end, this was going to help both Shizuo and Izaya. With that in mind, he gulped and laced together an answer for the very intimidating informant.

"W-Well, according to the test, everything went well, s-so.."  
>"There's no way! They're nothing like us! I refuse to believe that there wasn't some mistake or malfunction in their data!"<br>"I triple-checked everything Izaya-san, they are working perfectly!"

Izaya just shot him a baffled look. _Could this really be Shizu-chan and I? No, of course not!_  
>Izaya and Shinra returned their attention back to arguing trio after being interrupted by a piercing cry from Psyche.<p>

"Hey, Shizu-chan! Don't hurt my face!"  
>"Huh?" Shizuo let go of Psyche, who quickly went back to Tsugaru's open arms.<p>

Izaya huffed, "He may be nothing like me, but he still has my face and I'm not going to let a brute like you deform it."

Shizuo was about to rebuttal but Celty shoved her PDA into his view before that could happen.  
>[<em>Before you start fighting again, Shinra had something very important to ask of you<em>.] She turned to Shinra, motioning for him to continue.

"Ah, yes, we do have a favor to ask of you."

"You're not exactly in a position to be asking for favors," Izaya pointed out.

"For once, the flea's right." Shizuo grumbled in agreement.

"I see that but, I was thinking that you two can take care of them, you know, take them to live with you..."  
>"NO," was the blunt reply he received from the blonde.<p>

"I'll take Psyche, only because he has my face. I couldn't care less about another Shizu-chan." Izaya said, motioning for Psyche to follow him.

Shinra smiled, "Thank you, Izaya-san!"

"Don't think this is for you, this is to satisfy my own curiosity," the informant explained, scowling to show his irritation towards the doctor.

"And, I guess this means Shizuo-san will be taking Tsugaru," added Shinra hopefully.

"Hey, don't decide these things on your own!" barked the bodyguard.

[_Please? It would be a big help_] Celty tried, knowing she had a better chance at convincing him.

"Yeah, they won't cause you much trouble since they can function independently, they just need a place to stay and who knows? This could be a learning experience for the both of you!" the doctor nudged. Shizuo just sighed and mumbled a "Fine".

Izaya glanced at Shinra suspiciously, something seemed a bit off. He decided to just shake off his worries for later. "Now that that's over, I will be taking my leave," Izaya stated, telling Psyche to follow.

Psyche however pouted and worriedly said "But I don't want to leave Tsugaru!"

Izaya just rolled his eyes. _You've got to be kidding me_ "Let's go before I change my mind!" warned the information broker.

"Don't worry, we'll see each other again very soon" Tsugaru said reassuringly. With a warm smile, he leaned down to capture Psyche's lips as he intertwined their hands. And with that they were violently pulled apart by Shizuo and dragged to their new homes.

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><p>Psyche sat comfortably on a black couch in Izaya's upscale, Shinjuku apartment. You could say the apartment reflected it's owner. It was bare of any personal or sentimental items. The walls were lined with books about topics ranging anywhere from human psychology to astrophysics. It was modern and chic but cold and empty. The owner of the apartment was currently sitting at his glass desk in his black swivel chair. From there Izaya was able to look over the city and all it's lovely humans, staying true to his name. At his disposal, he also had his computer and several cell phones, all ready to provide him the information he needed to do his job. Izaya spun around blankly a few times in his chair before turning back to Psyche. He gave him a speculative look before speaking.<p>

"There's no way you can be me. There has to be some bug in your system or something."

"Why do you say that?"

"Isn't it obvious? Both you and Tsugaru are nothing like Shizuo and I. Tsugaru is too calm and reserved to be Shizuo. The real Shizuo is loud, brash and violent. As for you? You are far too cheerful and sweet to be me. Honestly, it makes me sick. Plus, you and Tsugaru don't even hate each other like Shizuo and I do."

Psyche just smiled innocently, "Are you sure about that?"

Izaya narrowed his eyes,"What are you implying?"

"I am a copy of your data, your hidden thoughts, desires, everything. There's no need to keep your guard up around me, I can see right through your façade," Psyche said with the same warm smile.

The informant sent an irritated glare back at the clone. "I still don't believe you."

Psyche did not let his smile falter once as he continued, "Well, I do exist inside you. I may be suppressed, deep inside your subconscious, but nonetheless, I exist." Contradicting his smile, his voice was growing to be darker and more Izaya-like. This was putting the informant slightly on edge.

"You don't say?" Izaya sighed; this day had turned out much more tiring than he had expected it to. All he wanted to do now was retire back to his comfy bed and not have to think about Psyche or the implication of his words.

"Yep! I know everything, even about your feelings for Shiz-chan. The ones you keep locked away and pretend aren't there. I know all about those, I understand it better than anyone." Psyche's smile had grown into an unsettling smirk.

"I can assure I harbor nothing more than hate and disgust towards that brute."

The clone's smile softened once again as he stood up and walked towards Izaya. He grabbed Izaya's hands and looked at him sweetly.

"I just want Iza-chan to be happy."

The informant pulled away from the touch and stood. "I'm going to bed. You can sleep on the couch," he announced coldly. He did not like this situation at all. He hated being confused, he hated not knowing. And how dare he suggest he had feelings for that annoying, blonde, protozoan! _There definitely was a bug or error in his data… _

Psyche's eyes widened in fear, "But Iza-chan! I-I can't sleep alone! It's scary here. And dark..."

Izaya rolled his eyes. _Yep, there definitely was some mistake…_

"And what exactly do you want me to do about it?"

"Can I sleep with you so I won't be scared?"

Izaya stared back at him disbelievingly, "_Hell_ no."

Psyche pouted as his eyes began brimming with tears. "B-But, I-Iza-chan!" Not a moment after the tears began to fall.

"Hey, stop crying, it's really annoying" Izaya said. Despite that, Psyche continued to cry and sniffle. Izaya just stood there and glared at Psyche for a moment.

"You're giving me a headache, I swear…" The informant grumbled something incoherent before motioning for Psyche to follow him to his bedroom. Psyche brightened immediately, "Thank you! ~"

Izaya sighed for what seemed like the hundredth time today. _It's going to be a long night._

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><p><strong>AN:**

**Hello again! ~**

**There you have it the second chapter.*wipes off sweat drop* I hope you all enjoy it ^_^ **

**I'm on Thanksgiving break, but once I get back to highschool, things might get a bit hectic, so update times may vary. There will be a bit more Izaya and Psyche interactions next chapter as well as some Shizuo and Tsugaru ones. I'm horribly tempted to write some Izaya-cest, but worry not, the pairing is still Shizaya. I'll try to keep the IzayaxPsyche at a minimum.**

**I would also like to thank MalicousInformant, Believe It Forever, kitty tokyo uzumaki, and xXlife-hates-youXx for their very nice and motivating reviews! A big thanks to all who added to alerts/favorites as well. Seriously, it's what kept me writing :D**

**Leave a review if you'd like and, if you celebrate it, have a happy Thanksgiving! **


	3. Chapter 3

**A/N: Missed the deadline by one day, darn it :/ Oh well, here is Chapter Three – Enjoy!**

**And for the person who asked, this will not be just like the doujinshi, it was more inspired by it than anything else.  
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><p>The monster of Ikebukuro stood outside his apartment door, fumbling with his keys to open the rusted the lock. He wasn't even sure why he bothered with the lock, he had nothing really worth stealing and even if he did, nobody would be stupid enough to try. Shizuo stomped into his apartment, Tsugaru following closely behind. Shizuo's apartment wasn't much, but it had everything he needed; it had a kitchen, a bedroom and a bathroom. Yes, they were small and a bit shabby, but he didn't need or want anything more than that. There was also a cramped living room with a run-down beige couch and a reasonably-sized TV (courtesy of Kasuka). Shizuo made his way to the kitchen, took out a carton of milk and chugged it down, hoping it would provide him the stress relief he so desperately needed. With that, Tsugaru was left standing awkwardly in the hall. Once finished, the ex-bartender discarded the empty carton and sat down on his couch.<p>

Shizuo glanced up at Tsugaru, "Well? Sit down or something."

Tsugaru did as he was told, taking a seat near Shizuo. The two sat in a slightly uncomfortable silence for what seemed like hours until the body guard finally spoke: "What's with you and Psyche? "

The clone responded with a warmhearted smile, "Well, we love each other."

Shizuo just huffed at the answer _These aren't exact copies of us, they only look like us. I mean there's no way Izaya and I could have__ that__ kind of relationship. There's only hate between us. Nothing more, right? _A scowl began to set on Shizuo's face as he pondered the subject.

"Why? I mean - aren't you supposed to be just like us?" Shizuo asked.

Tsugaru just shrugged, "We are just like you."

"No you're not; actually you're like our opposites!"

Tsugaru only sighed and shifted his gaze elsewhere.

The ex-bartender began glaring at his clone, "Oi, don't ignore me!" He moved to tug at Tsugaru's shoulder but his wrist was caught in a strength that rivaled his own. _So he has my strength…_

Shizuo pulled back, grumbling something under his breath. "That's another thing; you can actually keep your cool, unlike me. You're calm and shit when I'm just violent…" his voice began to trail off at the use of that word – violent. He hated it, violence, and he hated the flea that made him use it.

"So, you see yourself as a violent person?" Tsugaru inquired, looking blankly at the other blonde.

"Of course I am! I'm known for my temper, I mean, I throw fucking vending machines at people when they piss me off, I'm just a bad person-!" Shizuo grunted and took another long drag of his cigarette, trying to calm his nerves.

Tsugaru just continued to look at him, almost a bit amused at the reaction he received. He then gave a small smile, "I don't think Shizuo-san really is a bad person."

"Hm?" The body guard removed the cigarette from his lips as he looked up at his clone disbelievingly.

"Shizuo-san seems like a good person to me," Tsugaru stated, "And I would know."

Shizuo continued giving Tsugaru weird looks until he rubbed his eyes and muttered "So tired." He stood up groggily and put out his cigarette. "Bed." He stated simply as he walked off to his bedroom, shutting the door behind him, leaving Tsugaru alone in the living room.

"I guess I'm sleeping here then," the clone thought out loud before starting his hunt to find a blanket somewhere around the apartment. Once he found one, he re-adjusted the sofa's pillows and made himself comfortable (well, as comfortable as one could be on an old, springy couch). Tsugaru let his mind drift to happy thoughts about his love, Psyche, before letting himself succumb to slumber.

Shizuo, on the other hand, was having a bit of trouble doing so. His mind kept thinking about Tsugaru's words and what he meant. He also wondered if Izaya was having better luck with his clone. He inwardly scolded himself, it was yet another thing he hated; it seemed his mind always went back to Izaya, no matter what the topic. But it was only natural, right? I mean, that damn flea was always forcing himself into Shizuo's life, trying to annoy him. Everywhere he went, that stupid louse would show up that annoying smirk of his and try to start a fight, fights that have consumed countless hours of his life. So it's no wonder he would think about the flea a lot. The ex-bartender grimaced at his own thoughts; he was making it sound like he had a crush or something. _As if!_

"Damn it!" he flipped over and buried his face into his pillow, trying to concentrate on sleep which would never come.

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><p>"You're sleeping on the floor."<p>

"Eh? That's cruel!"

"Would you rather sleep downstairs then?"

"Hm! Fine…"

Izaya took deep breaths trying to calm himself down. Apparently his "clone" was too scared to sleep by himself, which is why the informant is now setting up the extra futon in his bedroom. He proceeded to throw the spare blankets and pajamas at Psyche before making his way to his bed. Psyche went to his own makeshift bed with a pout, he_ hated _sleeping alone. He tucked himself in and braced himself for the darkness that was soon to come. Izaya then turned off the lights and wrapped himself in his sheets without so much as a "goodnight" to his clone. Said clone now had his eyes shut and had the blanket over him as shield to protect against all the scary things in the dark. Time seemed to be moving painstakingly slow for both of them, a goodnight's rest seemingly out of their reach.

Izaya's mind was clouded with thoughts, re-thinking and over-analyzing all of Psyche's words. _My feelings for Shizu-chan? Hate, of course. _He bit his lip, what was that stupid clone getting at? He thought about over and over again for what felt like an eternity. He gave a quick glance at his alarm clock to find that he already wasted over an hour of sleep. Turning back over, he found Psyche standing at his bedside, tugging at his covers. Even in the darkness he could see the plea in the wide pink orbs.

"I can't sleep" he whispered. Just as Izaya was about to scold him and order him back to his futon, the clone quickly made his way into the informant's bed.

"Hey, get ou-!"

"But you can't sleep either, right?" Psyche said. He then draped his arms around the informant,"Maybe it's because you're alone…"

Izaya wasted no time in shoving him off and sending a death glare his way. "Get out of my bed."

"You were over thinking again, am I right? That's a really bad habit of yours." Psyche said.

Izaya said nothing but continued to glare at him. Psyche let out a light laugh, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. I promise I won't touch you again, just please let me stay here!" He said with a small smile. Izaya, being extremely tired and not in any mood to fight, just laid down and closed his eyes, Psyche followed shortly after. After fifteen minutes or so, Izaya was nowhere closer to falling asleep. Sensing this, Psyche took hold of the others hand and softly whispered,

"Stop thinking and stressing over everything, it's unnecessary. Just close your eyes and think about something that makes you happy –like fatty tuna!"

Reluctantly, Izaya did as he was told and let his worries drift to thoughts about fatty tuna, his precious humans, parkour and the likes. Even thoughts of his chases with Shizu-chan were invited. And like that, the informant found that sleep came quickly. Psyche fell asleep just as quickly. But before letting sleep take him, Psyche mumbled ,

"Good night, Iza-chan"

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><p><strong>AN: So, did you guys have a nice Thanksgiving? - And don't worry, it is ****Shizaya ****not Psyche/Izaya. Think of them like Hikaru and Kaoru from OHSHC, very close twins with a lot of **fan service**,but nothing more!**

**As for my next update, I will probably have to write during the week because this weekend I have a field trip for school and next weekend I have a convention X****D**

**Special thanks to all who reviewed – kitty Tokyo uzumaki, Becca, Believe It Forever, xXlife-hates-youXx, PsycheBunny, The Immortal Alchemist, kit527, MissPhantomhive, Aeonora, MikoTomoko ! They really mean a lot to me ^_^**

**Thanks for reading! - Artemis  
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